Matt Mays - Indio | Текст песни

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Yellow yellow moon on the rise
In the key of C ten coyotes cry
Echo echo sound on sound on
On the spine of the night
Won't you take me back home

Ride free
with them high falcons in the sun
Ride the thermals on down
In that ol' 55er
And the Motor song
That comfort hum
On the AM Radar Love
Is comin on strong getting you along
Goin' and goin' and gone

Indio won't you take me in?
For some of that old fashion
California sin
Thems the rules
I don't make'em, gimme the dice
Watch me shake'm
If I give myself to you
Then you gotta give yourself to me
Thems the rules

And the spirits if the desert are out riding midnight driftin' slow
They're just a haze in my headlights
As I throw it into gear
Down that ol'405 love

I was born on the day that music died
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Now the sun's bustin' open like
Some powder ship collide
And the speed's comin'
On real strong
Goin' and goin' and goin' and
Gone...

Indio won't you take me in?
For some of that old fashion
California sin
Oh thems the rules
I don't make'em gimme the dice
Watch me shake'm
If I give myself to you
Then you gotta give yourself to me
Thems the rules

Run run run you are free now...
Run run run you are free

Indio won't you take me in?
For some of that old fashion
California sin
Oh thems the rules
I don't make'em, gimme your hips
Watch me shake'm
If I give myself to you
Then you gotta give yourself to me
Then we'll be goin and goin and gone.

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